San Xun drinking in the corner, listening to the hustle and bustle in the room, the audience laughed. roundabout

The boy was worried that no one would know. He raised his glass and said to himself, a toast to the past, a glass to the moonlight, and a glass to hide in his hand. From now on, loneliness will not last forever.

Unlike him, the other hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team did not have such troubles.

Blue Bird didn't drink, ordered a glass of water, and sat in a corner more hidden than Zheng Qing, caressing the long sword in his arms slowly, as if falling in love with a little girl; Xiao Xiao ordered a glass of cheap siren rum, this It is a special drink in the North District. It is very strong and very popular with the guests; Dylan and Fatty Xin get together and discuss the latest issue of "Beta Town Post" in a low voice.

The accident at the Aiger Dragon Hunting Field has already appeared on the newsletter page.

However, the post described the accident at the Eiger Hunting Ground as the work of a fallen wizard—this is a slightly misleading description, because in the minds of most wizards, a fallen wizard is a kind of monster, so after reading this People who reported this article would subconsciously attribute the accident to demons.

"In a sense, dark wizards are also considered fallen wizards, and the post's statement is not wrong." Dylan flicked the article in the newspaper with a slightly deep expression: "I guess the school must have a fight with the post." Greeted."

"Is it still worth guessing?" Lan

The fat wizard curled his lips, and took a small spoon to smear the sauce on the meatballs on his plate: "I can even guess what they think...it's nothing more than that the dark wizard may be from a school...to make everyone think that the devil did it. , is better than letting everyone know that there are dark wizards in the school."

He forked a ball, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and changed the topic: "Speaking of which, we were lucky to go to Britain this time. At least, none of us turned into frogs this time."

This slightly joking remark is very embarrassing.

When the forgiveness hunting team faced the two-headed ogre at the trial meeting last year, Xiao Xiao was accidentally cursed by a shaman and turned into a fat frog that couldn't speak.

That is to say, the fortune teller student was already so drunk that he didn't hear the fat wizard shaking his dirty words.

Dylan glanced at Xiao Xiao who ignored him, shook the red wine in his hand, and slowly changed the subject: "I'd rather not have that kind of luck, it would be nice to have a clue instead... Last time, the ogre tribe belonged to the dark behemoth Li Vitan, this time the Great Yarmouth elf belongs to the wild elves...the only thing they have in common is the piece of copper...and the 'crow'. I think it is difficult for us to piece together based on these fragmented clues. What truth."

"The truth?"

The fat wizard took a big mouthful of frog juice, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "The truth is that some people in the school conduct illegal experiments, but those who can manage it don't want to, and those who can't have no idea... What truth can be hidden There are so many big people in the school? It’s nothing more than bustling and bustling, and profits come and go!”

"If you can't talk, just talk less!"

Mr. Vampire Werewolf blocked the fat wizard's mouth with another meatball, and at the same time looked at the green slime dripping from the corner of his mouth with disgust: "This is a bar, can't you drink something normal?"

"Some people drink water, some drink blood, and some drink orange juice, why am I abnormal!" The fat wizard was indignant, he stopped the empty glass in his hand, and shouted to the waiter behind the bar: "Come again!" A glass of frog juice! Keep it warm! Don't have a little meat in it!"

Dylan rolled his eyes, as if he suddenly thought of something, looked around, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Have you noticed that there are a lot of customers drinking ordinary drinks such as orange juice and apple juice in the bar today?" He shook the glass in his hand and suddenly lost confidence: "Did you see the sign when you just entered the door?" ? We must have entered the Sakura Tavern, right!"

"Are you drunk too?" Fatty Xin blinked his eyes curiously. roundabout

"Sakura Tavern, of course, sir."

This sentence was answered by the bartender behind the bar.

The waiters at the Cherry Blossom Tavern are all witches from the North District, with shiny long silver hair dyed, which is the most popular hair color among witches in the North District. After hearing the unconfident question from the vampire werewolf, they answered with a smile: "As for everyone They all drink because the great sage will come down for a couple of drinks later."

While speaking, she had already filled a glass of frog juice for the fat wizard.

"Please enjoy."

The witch nodded slightly, then turned to entertain other guests.

The great sage she was talking about was Kerma, the great wizard of the North District. Dylan suddenly realized why so many people drank fruit juice instead of siren rum—because no one wants to be rude in front of a great wizard—from the first The guests of a university will not, and the wizards of the North End who can enter this tavern will not. roundabout

The ignorant forgiveness hunting team rushed in recklessly, treating this place as an ordinary tavern.

"Did you hear that, brother scumbag!"

Dylan turned around, grabbed Zheng Qing's arm and shook it: "Sister Kerma is coming soon~lightnovelpub.net~ Stop drinking, don't you want to inquire about crows... Hiss, Are you already drunk?"

The young public servant whose arm was being swung by him was flushed and his eyes were sleepy. After Dylan let go of his hand, he sat on the spot and swayed.

Drinking on an empty stomach is really easy to get drunk.

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...append

When Zheng Qing fell down on the table, he didn't feel any pain, only a little bit of trance.

When he came back to his senses, he found himself standing at the entrance of Gujiao Street, the sky was already dark, and there was a silvery-white full moon above his head, illuminating the surroundings to be brightly illuminated. The hanging Gu withered wood sculpture opened its round eyes and looked around vigilantly.

Hula la.

A huge shadow passed overhead.

Zheng Qing raised his head, just in time to see an owl returning from hunting, passing lightly above the gatehouse, holding a fat mouse in its claws, almost as big as a rabbit.

The wizard hammered his head and took a light breath.

He clearly remembered that he was drinking with his companions at the Cherry Blossom Tavern, why is it suddenly night? What are you doing standing on the street by yourself? What about the rest? roundabout

The weather in January was still very cold, the exhaled breath seemed to be a white thread, blooming under the moonlight, and then wrapped in fresh air, and then rolled back, the coolness refreshed the heart, and the prickly young wizard shivered subconsciously.

Tap, tap, tap.

The clear and crisp footsteps seemed to be slow and urgent, one second was still very far away, and the next second seemed to have come behind Zheng Qing. Before he could turn around, he felt a pungent burning sensation coming from all directions, and his whole body As if thrown into acid.

This familiar feeling immediately awakened a memory of the wizard from a long time ago.